fish!
fish!
2001-11-08
4:00 p.m.
Where are the songs about green-eyed beauties?

How many times are they going to tear up the sidewalk in front of the B&E building? I'm about tired of having to go some completely circuitous route just to get to class in the morning. It should not take me 15 minutes.

I don't understand these couples who go on Tempation Island. I'm definitely glad that they do, but that would take a certain combination of balls and arrogance that I just don't possess. Why not just lock your boyfriend naked in a room with 6 other naked women and a whole lot of alcohol and porn? That would be quicker and slightly less invasive. And what is up with the evil people at Fox scheduling tonight's episode at the exact same time as Will and Grace? How do I choose???

You're probably thinking that I watch tv all day long. Actually, unless I'm reading or listening to music, the tv pretty much is always on. That's just something I started doing back when my mom was dating. I spent a whole lot of time alone (on three...one, two, three...AWWW!) and I started keeping the tv on so it would seem like there was someone else there. I think it was actually a good thing, cause at least I learned to be by myself and be okay with that (in a sort of strange, not dealing with it kind of way), so I dont feel the need to constantly be surrounded by people.

Every time I go to get my hair cut, I have a moment of temporary insanity right when I sit in that chair. I always intend to just get a trim or whatever and all of the sudden, my hand moves from well below my shoulder straight up, and I hear the following words come out of my mouth:

"Cut it up to here."

I'm still deciding if I like it or not. Gina and Shelly have not said anything positive at all about it, but at least they noticed it, which is much more than I expected. Niki and Alicia give it 2 very enthusiastic thumbs up. Sometimes I hate my impulsiveness, though. It's like I get a thought in my head that I want to do something and I cannot rest until I have done it. I may have said it before, but it's worth repeating in times like these: I think I was born without the gene for patience.

Oh! I was served up a giant slice of happiness pudding (not pie, mind you. Too much sugar makes me ill) the other night at Two Keys, when the band played their own version of Van Morrison's Brown-Eyed Girl, which I always thought would be the best song, if they would just change the lyrics to Green-Eyed Girl. Wouldn't you know it - Thursday night they did just that! Well, at least if I had to suffer what was quite possbily the stupidest outing ever, someone sang a song about me!

My apologies and a farewell??? - 2005-10-20
It should be Friday somewhere. - 2005-10-03
It's Friday again! - 2005-10-01
Amendment to previous entry... - 2005-09-26
Longer than I intended. It's to tide you over for another week. - 2005-09-23